The End of Internal Exile: Part I

Intimacy Without Self-Betrayal

Chapter One

The Thought That Changed the Axis

“I might be my own best friend.”

I drove to the beach on a winter afternoon without really deciding to.

The kind of day where the light feels metallic and the wind has teeth. The car was being physically buffeted on the coastal road, the steering wheel vibrating in my hands as if the weather had opinions about w…